The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 166 Machine Soul Messenger【H】(add more, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a subscription)

In the city that never sleeps, criminals with modified prosthetic bodies are undoubtedly extremely dangerous existences.

The powerful power given to them by the prosthesis makes it impossible for them to restrict their freedom of movement even if they wear ordinary handcuffs and anklets.

Therefore, in order to counter the potential threat posed by the prosthetic body, the prisoners received by DCPD will wear a special [SJ signal jamming hand device].

This kind of jammer comes in a variety of styles, and can be worn on all kinds of prisoners who have undergone all kinds of strange prosthetic transformations.

Once this jammer is worn, the prisoner's prosthetic body will be completely invalid.

It's not a big scene to smash a steel plate table with a punch, but wearing a [promoting drip] on your body and wearing a [SJ signal jamming hand device] can still smash a steel plate table with a punch...

Then this question is worth exploring.

Although I don't know the reason, but the mustache police officer can know that the next time the other party handed over the business card, it might be his own head that was punched dry...

Relying on his professionalism in DCPD for many years, although the police officer with a mustache panicked a lot, he still stood up calmly physically.

"No problem, your business card is very effective, I will go to Inspector Han right away!"

Seeing that the other party seems to have opened up a little bit, V kindly reminded him.

"Don't play tricks, I really don't know what I will do when I am extremely angry now."

That's right, this is V's kind reminder.

Having learned the lesson of smashing the opponent's head with a punch in the bar, V felt that it would be better to speak clearly in advance.

After all, after undergoing professional training to deal with guns, the current V has indeed fallen into confusion about his own strength.

V, who has experienced bullet training in life and death, is no longer what it used to be in terms of combat response.

Moreover, after the training and coordination of blocking bullets, V's boxing ability has also been greatly improved.

【Fist: 42】

Having passed the hurdle of 40, this kind of boxing is already at an excellent level among ordinary people.

This kind of boxing combined with the powerful strength of his machine soul messenger to drive the mecha, he didn't know how many DCPD's heads he would smash if he went crazy now.

As the saying goes, measure stones with liters, and measure others with yourself.

Such a kind reminder immediately turned into a murderous threat from an outlaw lunatic when it fell into the ear of the other party.

Cold sweat couldn't help dripping from the police officer's mustache, he hurriedly left the interrogation room as if fleeing, and ran wildly in the DCPD center.

bang——

In the wild run, the mustache police officer seemed to have hit a huge wall, his head was smashed, and his buttocks were firmly attached to the cold ground.

But the burly man in sunglasses who walked slowly stood still, stretched out his strong arm, and pulled the mustache on the ground up.

"Are you alright? Don't be frizzy, calm down man."

Seeing the strong man wearing sunglasses in front of him, Mustache shouted as if he had met a savior.

"H...H...Inspector Han! You...you have to come with me! If there is something to do, you must deal with it yourself!"

An unfathomable smile appeared under the wild and unruly beard, and Han's sunglasses shone with the luster of knowing everything.

"Heh, I had a hunch a long time ago, and it really has arrived..."

After finishing speaking, Han raised his chin and greeted the other party.

"Come on, show me the guy who scared you like this."

click-

The door to the interrogation room opened.

V's heart skipped a beat, and his rock-like firm gaze instantly met a pair of black super sunglasses!
An invisible magnetic field quietly formed between the two.

Needless to say, the two of them already had a glimmer of understanding in their hearts.

My machine soul is trembling... an organic soul messenger is nearby!
Waving his hand lightly, Han said to the mustache police officer.

"That's right, this is indeed the person I want to meet, it's none of your business here, go do other things!"

In an instant, the mustache police officer flew out of the interrogation room as if he had been pardoned.

Sitting opposite V, Han glanced at the dented steel table, and smiled lightly.

"How did you know me?"

Sensing that the other party is also the Mechanic Soul Messenger, V didn't make any detours, and simply said neatly.

"It was S who recommended me here. I need to get a new identity. He told me that I can do it with you."

Slightly nodding his head, Han didn't say some high-sounding official words for the sake of tricks like those sophisticated police fritters.

He said very bluntly.

"Yes, it's very simple. Just set you a chip that will cancel your ID, and change the information in the database."

Seeing the unexpected boldness of the other party, V heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this matter has finally come to fruition.

Immediately, Han's conversation changed and he said calmly.

"But I refuse."

? !
For a moment, as if being played by someone, V said with a hint of anger and puzzled.

"what do you mean?"

Leaning on the back of the chair with his arms around him, Han said calmly.

"Hehe, don't look at me like this. After all, I am also the detective of DCPD. It is my duty to maintain the order of the city. I can't let a dangerous person like you who has no background come in."

When V heard these high-sounding words, combined with what he had seen and heard before, he immediately became angry!

"It's nonsense! You are a bunch of mercenary dogs for maintaining order in the city!"

clap clap-

Immediately, Han warmly applauded in the interrogation room.

"Well said! We are a bunch of dogs! So isn't it our duty to watch the door?"

For a moment, V, whose social skills were only 8, was choked speechless by these words.

Not good at words, it is difficult for him to communicate with shameless people like the other party through words.

After a long while, he reorganized his words, and finally said through gritted teeth.

"I'll say it again for the last time, S asked me to come here, you don't know who I am, don't you know S?"

Seeing V mentioning S again, Han shook his head and smiled.

"I'm sorry, it seems that you have misunderstood something. Although there will be a subtle connection between us machine soul messengers, and sometimes we will gather together, but we are not a natural alliance, let alone an iron plate. We have different beliefs , chasing the meaning of its own existence.”

Straightforward, Han continued.

"If you're just an ordinary person, to be honest, I don't want to waste time at all, it doesn't matter if I just help you with an identity, but you are different, you are the messenger of the machine soul, and the impact you can have on this world is absolutely incomparable to others, So I have to be careful..."

It seems that because he is also the envoy of the machine soul, V can feel that every word Han said at this moment is not a hypocritical evasion.

A restrained blood surged in the opponent's body.

This kind of enthusiasm is not something that DCPD police officers who have a vegetarian meal can have.

So V said frankly.

"Well, I trust you to be a good police officer in charge, so please trust me to be a good man too!"

Seeing V's serious look, Han looked up at the ceiling, as if recalling the past.

"You resemble someone I know."

Speaking of that person, Han couldn't help laughing.

"Although the two of you can be said to be in the same world, two completely opposite types, but like her, you are the kind of person who has a huge danger lurking in your body, but you don't know anything about it... I have to get to know you better."

"How do you understand?"

While speaking, the eyes under the sunglasses were filled with blood.

"The most direct means of communication between men is of course fists..."

----

I'm getting used to adding more...

Please subscribe!
(End of this chapter)